His Summer | Min Yoongi ✔

23 - Nowhere

I can't think straight. 

I'm beyond words, beyond reasonable ideas, seconds are merging into minutes and hearts are colliding and I've tripped over a planet and I dont know anything anymore.

I dont know anything because nothing will compare to this. Nothing will capture the way I'm feeling right now.

After taking a long shower, I finally decided to snuggle at bed and reflect the wreckage of my life.

"Why did he kiss me?" I stared at the ceiling. "I mean, what is happening? Why is Taehyung suddenly acting this way?" I groan in defeat.

A sudden thud came from the window made me flinch. "What was that?"

I instantly flick the lamp in the bedside table. I'm sure this is the part where I should panic.

"Why am I so unfortunate?" I shiver.

"Sh*t open the window!" Someone hissed.

What?

The voice is familiar. I stood up and head towards the window.

"Yoongi?" My eyes went wide. "What in the world are you doing?" Yoongi is desperately clinging at the railings of my veranda.

"F*ck its freezing." He immediately hop into the floor and went inside the room.

Wow. Thank you very much I didn't even told you to come in.

"What are doing climbing at my lawn half midnight?" I watch him walking around.

He ignored me and look over the cabinets.

"Yoongi seriously, what brought you here?" I place both hands in my waist.

He examine me with a surprised look. "Oh! I know you *hik*" He pointed his finger at me.

"What?" I ask.

"Wait-- who are you again?" He blink twice.

My brows furrowed. That's when I sneer the smell of alcohol in him. "You're drunk?"

He sniff and scrunch his nose. "No, I'm not."

He smell his shirt. "Am I? Pffft." He chuckle.

He scratch his head. "I swear I think I saw you before *hik*" He move forward and his index finger landed at my bottom lip.

"You're my girlfriend, aren't you?" Then he giggle.

What is this?

"Listen, go home okay? I'm tired and--"

"What? Foot spa?" And then again, the *hik sound came out.

Yoongi's eyes are playful and he's barely maintaining his composure.

This is the first time I saw Yoongi drunk. It's odd but cute.

Yoongi close the gap between us and place his hand in my back. "You like me, dont you?"

I laugh in disbelief. "Like you? Please."

His finger draw circles in my skin. "Let's have some lil' fun." He whisper.

His hand creep up my shirt and felt his palm connected on my bare stomach.

This can't be happening!

"Yoongi," I breathe. "Stop, you're drunk." I feel cautious at the situation.

He wrap his whole arm around me and gently pulled me closer. I tried to squirm out, but failed.

I don't like this. I'm not letting him.

"I swear Yoongi if you're planning something stupid I will--"

"What? Bite me? Fine." He smirk is dangerous. I could sense his predator-like stance. "But you can't like me baby girl. You just can't."

I felt a sudden twinge of pain rushing over. So what if he's telling me that now? It's not like I really feel something about him. Yet.

"You see, my heart is already sealed for someone." His eyes is serious.

"Why are you telling me this now?" I utter.

"A warning." He briefly answered.

Without struggle, he toss me over the bed. He quickly hover above me and pin both of my hands above my head.

His weight couldn't properly let me breath.

Normally, around situations like this, I would probably flipping over but right now, I feel nothing.

All I could think about is what he said.

You can't like me.

What does he mean by that?

Does he even recognize my face right now?

He pushed my shirt up and trail down my bare skin. I keep wriggling but he's too strong. He has muscles.

I feel his wet lips in my skin.

I dont know what to feel. All I know is I feel the burden of Yoongi's words.

You can't like me.

You can't like me.

You can't like me.

I shake my head. I look down at Yoongi and felt him not moving at all.

"Yoongi?" I nudge him but no response.

And then, a snore was heard from him.

"Did he sleep on me?"